Novel Time Travel Novels & Stories

"I don't have any idea, Lydia. One minute I was in the gardens and the next thing I knew I was in my bedroom back in my own time." "Your own time," Lydia echoed softly. Adrienne met her gaze levelly. "Almost five hundred years from now." Lydia cocked her head and fell still, as if having a brisk internal debate with herself. The silence stretched into a protracted length of time while she pondered the limits of her beliefs. Lydia had always thought that women were more open-minded and adaptable than men when it came to inexplicable happenings. Perhaps it was because women experienced firsthand the incomprehensible and astonishing miracle of childbirth. To a woman who could create life in-sid

Oddly enough I felt like going to my apartment today even though I rarely spend time there, Mr Hyde would let me live there again. I alight the car after it stopped in front of the house, I feel lonely tonight and I have no choice but to blame that on Mr Hyde being away on a business trip. I slid my keys into the lock but the door opened before the lock gave it usual sounds after it opened. Strange. Since my accident followed by abduction, I have always been very careful when doing things. The whole apartment is dark but before I could get to the light switch to put some light in the darkness, the room lit up immediately making me jump involuntarily.

until the end of time episode 4 Slowly Fransis got out of bed, he walked around and stood right behind his wife. Sonia was shocked when the man began to wrap his sturdy arms around her slim waist, her head rested on the chest of the man who was considered her sister-in-law, her ears could hear her heartbeat, she wanted to get out of this situation, her husband was in the hospital now, but she was making out with her sister-in-law, at least that's what she thought, she did not know that they were exchanging identities.

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.

There was no way I was going to do that! "Hear me out." He continued, seeming to sense my growing frustration. "As I mentioned earlier, time travel is extremely dangerous. There is a certain balance that must be maintained by fate at all times. If that balance is interrupted, it can cause a ripple effect that then goes against what was originally intended. "

My fingers found the time device hidden in my tunic pocket—a small, smooth gadget that hummed faint under my touch. I twisted the knob, feeling the familiar pull of time bending. Ready to jump to another era, with these erotic memories burned deep into my mind. Time travel for smut? Yeah, hands down, the best invention out there.

Eloise sat frozen, heart aching, eyes brimming with tears. Frantically, she searched her phone for answers, most of them confusing—until one article stood out. She tapped it. A bold heading appeared: “Understanding the Effects of Time Travel.” “This is it,” she whispered, reading on. Time travelers often feel fear and confusion, as if trapped in a vivid dream. That sounded familiar. But the next lines chilled her: “Time travel can offer second chances, but sometimes it becomes a cruel loop—forcing people to relive trauma and loss.”

The leftovers were for the servants. Waste not right? Adrexa suddenly bursts into the kitchen, where I am patiently waiting for the outcome of my meal. "The Prince and Princess want to see you immediately!" Adrexa commands breathlessly. Shit. Adrexa quickly turns and scurries back down the corridor. I quickly follow her, but I feel incredibly fatigued from my day. The shock of my wondrous journey through time, landing me in ancient Troy, discovering I'm not dreaming, and spending the rest of the day cooking a meal using age-old techniques.

Using its calloused and wrinkled hands, it scanned the book frantically, thirsting for information as to why Ember existed when all of the Alavarens were killed to extinction. The creature read the book page by page until it happened to open the most valuable information that was written in the book. “The Alavarens mastered the art of time travel. They knew how to escape death by escaping time.” The creature was shocked. It heard that kind of magic before, but no one know if it really existed. It was a myth. Time travel is prohibited by the good witches since it was a form of dark magic. “So this is how they do it. Does that mean that they were still alive and that just jump from one time to

Just like Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember, the story is somehow dissimilar as compared to Mandy Moore’s movie version of the book. I look at the cover of the book again, Time Traveler's Wife. Just what if one can leap through time? I watch how the smoke which comes from the cup of tea floats into the air. What if time brings me back years ago before I had Mallory? I am sure I don’t want to not have her, even when she is naughty and needy most of the time. I blow the thin white smoke which comes from the cup. Or what if I can fast forward to see what kind of life there will be for us? I wish we’ll be rich in the future. I deeply exhaled, I honestly know that an eight hour job cannot ma